sleep

4am- just leaving the bar... not since 2003! just trying to sleep but here's how that goes...

"moommy"

Bill laying beside me in our bed pretending he didn't hear her.

"moommy"

Me still laying in bed waiting for Bill to stop pretending and get up.... HA!

I get up and get my robe and start towards our bedroom door

"I'll get her" now he speaks

"forget it" in my I don't like you anymore voice.

in to Olivia's room I go and there she is, sitting up all ready to get up.

okay, I will start with the nice approach- the loving, caring mother I am at 4am.

"It's early. It's not time to get up." This being said as she is inching toward the end of the bed.

"No Olivia. Get back in bed and go to sleep!"

I cover her up, well try to as she is kicking her legs at me and walk out of her room while she is crying.

Great! Another good night of sleep I think as I am getting back into bed. I am also still thinking that I really don't like my husband as he is snoring away.

Olivia's crying continues and I get back up again. (If Bill even speaks I will kill him).

"Olivia you are not getting up or coming into our bed."

5 seconds later I am walking back into our bedroom- Olivia, her pillow, blanket and various babies and stuffed animals in hand.

"now lay down and go to sleep, Please!"

Just as I am drifting back off to sleep....

"WHAAAA, WHAAA.." comes out of Liam's monitor. Here we go again. Robe back on and into Liam's room to feed him and put him back to bed. I get back to my bed 15 minutes later and Olivia is still rolling around, Bill is still oblivious and as I roll over to go to sleep I hear the cat start coughing.

ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME?!

I get up to scoot Barnum out of our room and down the hallway. Back in bed...again and I can still hear the cat yakking. I get up again to throw him (literally) downstairs and step in something. REALLY?!

I really want to kick the cat but I hobble to the bathroom to wash the hairball off my foot. By the time I get back into bed it is after 5am. Bill, Olivia and Barnum are all resting comfortably.

The topper, when I finally drag myself out of bed 2 hours later Bill looks at me and says, "rough night, huh?"

Can you say DIVORCE...